Zack was a fun and crazy cat. Full of energy and always getting himself into trouble, he was nicknamed Zack-Attack. I remember when he would let me dress him up in doll clothes and pose for photos, or when he jumped from a shelf directly into my mom’s bowl of cereal. I miss him so much and can’t help but wish he’ll come home someday- it’s so hard not knowing what happened to him. I love you, Zack.